death is a curtain prelude to new beginnings
a transition point into a heaven of new realities
an awareness of spun life ripple consequences
ripe reaped fruit eaten in fullness of time mists
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There's only one gaurantee in life and that is death. This is not a rehearsal, one life lets enjoy it.